Hit me baby one more time (Danny Edge Fanfiction)

Chapter 23

MACIES POV

I keep my eyes shut but allow my thoughts to run wild. Today is January 3rd. School starts again on the 5th. Ugh. I don't think in can handle going back to school yet. Maybe if I'm lucky I can graduate a semester early. After all, I already have enough credits.

My parents always dreamed of seeing my brother and I graduating high school and going off to university. They wanted to see us happy, succeeding in life. They wanted nothing but the best for us. I remember my mom telling me a story about her and her friends going out on the night they graduated. They took their parents cars and drove to a nearby Target where they spent hours playing hide and seek until they got kicked out. After that, they went off to a college party that moms friend Tamil was invited to. That's where she met dad.

She admited to the fact that she kissed dad without telling him that she had a boyfriend, Tyler, but it turned out that he was gay anyways. They stayed friends after breaking up, and Tyler was always one to give great fashion advice. I haven't heard from Tyler or Tamil yet. I wonder if they'll be coming to the funeral. I wonder if they even know that mom is dead?

I feel a kiss on my cheek and slowly allow my eyes to open. The bright sunlight shines through the window directly onto the couch. Teala, Paul and Garret's blankets are all still on the floor, but they're not in the living room. I check the clock on the wall to see that it's 11:20. They're probably in the kitchen.

"Good morning." Danny's raspy voice whispers in my ear. "Paul, Garret and Teala are making breakfast, well, brunch if you want any." I shake my head to say no and turn to put my head in the crook of Danny's neck. "Ok, well I'm gonna go grab something to eat. Do you want me to carry you to your room, or do you want to stay here?" I point to the ceiling and Danny's smiles slightly before standing up and lifting me in his arms. I wrap my legs around his torso and hold my arms around his neck. I pay close attention to every second that passes by as he carries me to my room. Every second is another second longer that I've gone without my parents.

The door to my room opens and Danny gently sets me on my bed.

"Call me if you need anything." He kisses my forehead and closes the door behind him as he exits my bedroom.

...

That was five days ago. It's been five days since I've talked to anyone, or attempted to make contact with them. Garret comes in every now and then to check on me. Sometimes he sets up a movie for us to watch together, but I never really pay attention. School started three days ago, but we've been excused until further notice.

"Mom and Dads funeral is on Saturday." Garret tells me as he sits down on my bed, offering me a chocolate chip from the bag he's eating them out of. I nod and deny his offer. "Tamil, Tyler and Brian called." He tells me. Brian is dad's best friend, excuse me... Was. Brian was dad's best friend. "They're all coming." I nod again to show that I'm still listening. He sighs and sets the bag on my nightstand, then lays down beside me. "Macie, I know what happened is shitty. It's really shitty, okay? I know that. But you can't just shut everybody out. I'm trying to help you here, but you're not giving me much to work with. You haven't eaten in like what, 6 days? You haven't even spoken to me since you yelled my name on the day that it happened. I understand that you feel broken, I do too, I'm just trying my best to stay light hearted, as fucked up as that may sound. I get that you feel like shit, you feel like it was your fault, but it's not. It's not your fault, so don't blame yourself. Mom and Dad always wanted the best for us. They always wanted us to be happy, but this, this is the exact opposite of what they would've wanted. They wouldn't want you to just shut out the entire world. Macie, there's so many people who have been trying to reach out and help you, but you just keep pushing everybody away. I know I probably sound like a total asshole right now, but please, I really just need you to let me in." He turns his head to look at me and I can see the emotion he's trying to hide behind his grey eyes.